New Day
The rain comes and goes as do our awfully tragic days,
But the world is moving and you must change your ways.
So now just lend me an ear
And I will tell you what to hear.
You must let the sun rise
And dry your tragic tears.
For it’s time to turn that frown upside down,
Fill your days with laughter
And live happily ever after.
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Where’s Your Voice? | 0 | 03/02/2010 |
| vacation | 0 | 12/21/2009 |
| Silence | 1 | 11/24/2009 |
| Value | 1 | 10/27/2009 |
| Trip | 1 | 07/13/2009 |
| One Chance | 3 | 05/21/2009 |
| Horse | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| Poem | 1 | 05/21/2009 |
| New Day | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| Fate | 1 | 05/21/2009 |
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